Not seeing any way to get through and unwilling to risk shooting Winter in such a confined space should she ready her crossbow, Bree instead holds her ground, daggers drawn and watching for an opening.

Kabal almost winced when the drow's rapier pierced him in the gut. If it had been a proper man sized blade it might have seriously injured him, He wasnt bleeding bad and didnt have time to worry about it anyways. He pressed the attack against the drow that he'd already hurt )(AD-15) with his heavy weighted falcata and took Sebastian's advice to heart using more of his skill instead of pure brawn.

My apologies, I lost track when I posted for Sable.
Frustrated that she can't get through, Bree heads down towards AN19 tunnel to see if she can find another way through. Are those people markers behind her some of Croat's men or something?

As Bree scurries down the tunnel to the south, Mercus and Croat's men decide to follow her - just in case she finds something

At the end of the tunnel they find a room which is filled with the echoing sound of the waves crashing against the cliff - a narrow fissure at the south side of the room lets you even gaze at the sea. A low table sits against the west wall, on which the remains of an unusual creature are splayed. The doglike beast's body is partially dissected and surrounded by a variety of tools and half-filled bottles.

Yuk Mercus puts a piece of cloth on his nose and mouth and rolls his eyes.

Seeing no opening that will allow her to enter the area that the fight is occurring in, Bree makes no more than a cursory glance around the room before issuing a low growl and heading back the way she came, this time making no efforts to be quiet as she is sure that the group of men following her make enough noise to ruin her stealth. The crack at AP22 is too small for them to fit through?Perception1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

The drow warrior snickers as he evades Kabal's blade again - but only a split second later his smile freezes as he realizes that he has underestimated the human. Kabal has stopped his attack early and turns the blade with immense momentum - with a cracking noise the falcata connects with the jaw of the dark-elf and tears bone, skin and muscles apart.

More or less beheaded the drow doubles over. Curses of vengeance of his companions follow and they attack Kabal ever angrier

"Bloody hell... Go get Sable. The one with the bird. NOW!" Bree says as she shoves Mercus back towards the main group. She clenches her daggers tightly in her hands as she continues to retreat, walking backwards, unwilling to turn her back on the Drow but knowing she has nothing to combat his magic with.

For a second it seems as if the drow had evaded Winter's well-timed strike by stepping back - he grins, but suddenly blood runs over his lips and his belly opens...another enemy down and only one left here.

Meanwhile Sable drags thorugh his friends - brave but not clever, since the drow has chosen him to be the target of his next spell - a black flame dances inside his palm and he hurls it at the elf aiming perfectly

Leaving the remaining Drow to the stouter men, Sebastian hurries to see what the yelling from the rear, pushing past a smolding Sable to get at the source of the problem. Double move to AN-19 if possible.

Bree is torn by the continued sounds of battle from where only Winter and Kabal now remain, the the battle that is ensuing in front of her. Seeing the entry clogged with people, she moves closer to Sable (AJ20) to see if he is alright while looking for a shot to take.

Bree takes a moment to calm down, aims and loosens her bolt - the metal dart flies past Aron, Cat, Sebastian, the petrified pirate and hits the druid's shoulder. Perplexed, the drow looks at the injury and begins to produce another flame...only to be interrupted again by a sudden whiplash!

Back in the other part of the cave, Winter and Kabal drive the drow back, but even though he is badly injured, the fighter maintains his artful routines of parries, ripostes and deadly attacks.

Now that there was just one left; Kabal relaxed a touch. They had hardly scratched him yet and this one didnt look like he was going to do much else. He recalled what Sebastian said about endurance and took a more defensive posture.